§ Each so-called generation consists of individuals–individuals who differ greatly from one another despite their shared experiences. §
As I mentioned previously in the essay, “The Kindly Neighbor and the Generations”, I am so very tired of generation bashing. Each so-called generational group consists of individuals—individuals who differ greatly from one another despite their shared experiences. Nor do any of these supposed groups have a premium on dreadful or world-shaking events. War, financial collapse, pestilence—all these and more comprise the experiences of every human being, no matter their birth year.
So it was with utter dismay that I came across what was perhaps the opening gun in Boomer Bashing, when I encountered the article, “Baby Boomers: Five Reasons They Are Our Worst Generation” written by Gene Marks in 2013.
I sat reading the article in shock and consternation. Hardest of all for me as I read Mr. Marks’ hate-filled diatribe was that I in no way recognized the people he described. Born myself in the 1950s, my friends range in age from 40 years younger than I, to 10 years older. But of all of them, not one even begins to resemble the “tanned and healthy”, golf-playing, pension-collecting parasites retiring to sunny climes “on the backs” of their children, as described in his article. Those people may well exist, but I do not know them.
I found Mr. Marks’ view of the Boomer generation to be so unlike the individuals I know that the dichotomy was incomprehensible. The Boomers of my acquaintance bear the scars, physical and psychological, of their sojourn in Vietnam (or, in fact, they do not, having been among the many who died by their own hands after enduring that dreadful conflict and coming home to be spit upon and called baby killers.) They spent years paying off the parental loans that helped put their Millennial offspring through college—money that might have gone toward their own retirement, yet was willingly paid to give their children the education that, often, they themselves had been denied. They fought for Obamacare, yes–because they, and often their children, were among the millions denied health insurance due to preexisting conditions. They instituted Earth Day to raise awareness of climate change, opened recycling centers, forced through legislation to ban CFCs. They patronized health food stores, trying to break the “white bread and sugar” cycle of eating on which they had been raised by their Silent Generation parents. Barely more than teenagers, they were the White faces dotting the sea of Black Americans marching with Dr. King. They were the strong, unflinching women who endured vicious treatment, slander and sexism in order to break their way into corporate America and the armed services.
One of the most difficult things of all for me to comprehend was his blaming of Medicare on Boomers. The Medicare program was instituted in 1966. At that time, the very oldest of Boomers was a mere age 20—not even legal, as the saying goes. They had no hand in creating Medicare; it was put into place by the politicians of the so-called Greatest Generation, for their own benefit. But even worse was, perhaps, his claim that Boomers are the final hold outs in racist, homophobic, and sexist behavior. That statement brought me to bitter laughter, culminating in tears, as I reviewed the photographs and news reports of recent, horrific events in our country. No, Mr. Marks: racism, xenophobia, homophobia and sexism are alive and well in the consciousness of Millennials/GenX, as well as Generations Y and Z.
Even more laughable was, perhaps, was his claim that the newest generations have healthier lifestyles—when obesity is rampant, and deaths from vaping, idiotic social media “challenges”, and drug overdoses make daily headlines.
Mr. Marks lamented that, unfortunately, Boomers can’t just be shipped off to an island somewhere (sounds shockingly like, “Send ‘em back to Africa”, doesn’t it?), but rejoices that the generation of his parents is rapidly aging and will be dying off soon. One can only imagine the happy dance he was doing when Covid-19, at least initially, began wreaking so much havoc among those 60 and older, killing them off at disproportionately greater rates.
Examining the irreconcilable differences between Mr. Marks’ view of the various Generations and the reality of the individuals who comprise those groups leads me to but one inescapable conclusion: There are no “Generations”. There are only people—individuals, personalities, entities, characters—some good, some bad; some environmentally conscious, others not so; some self-centered, others empathetic; some working to make the world a better place, within their understanding of how it might be so; others striving to maintain the status quo.
Nothing is gained, no progress is made, by laying blame, be it on a fictitious construct of a generational group, or any other entity, such as government or business. Every human being inherits the problems created by those who preceded her or him, and may, if they have the strength of spirit, work to better those conditions for all. For that is the way the world progresses: not by hatred, blame, and censure, but by acceptance of the hard work that must be done if we, and our tired world, are all to evolve and improve.
If you enjoyed this post, you might also like “The Kindly Neighbor and the Generations” to be found in the Archives from April 1, 2020.
I find it interesting that we, of a certain age, were bashed by our parents for our political views, our philosophies, and our actions, and now often find ourselves doubly bashed by our children and grandchildren. It seems to me that the height of immaturity is a failure to see people of all ages as individuals. I was there to celebrate the first Earth Day, to protest against a senseless war, and to be among the first 18-year-olds to vote against Richard Nixon. Still, I was able to see people of all ages as individuals. Let’s hope that Gene Marks has matured a bit since 2013, but if not, perhaps he could inform me as to when I might be able to stop having to support my children and grandchild and learn to play golf in some sunny climate.
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LOL. Wow, Joyce, tell me how you really feel! Great comment!
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I was seated with my son, his wife, and my sister-in-law. My son was complaining that he hadn’t been informed of something vital, and my sister-in-law replied that she had sent him a long email. He said that he never read emails, he didn’t have time. His wife added that texting was more immediate. I turned to my fellow Boomer and said, “Attention span.”
He blew up and said he was tired of people dumping on his generation, not understanding what they had gone through, etc. etc.
Later, I apologized for the snarky comment, and said that I didn’t think in terms of generations; that I was actually commenting on how changes in technology change us, for good and ill. I didn’t mention that “Talking About My Generation” was the Who’s first big hit back in 1965. I didn’t say, Yeah, but you were never drafted and shipped off to some Third World hell-hole, etc. etc.
External events are imposed on generations and shape them, not the other way around. When I look at my son I see myself at the same age, struggling with parenthood, money, and the like — the constants of the human condition.
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